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Chapter 682 Yuan Fang's Perseverance

Chapter 682 Yuan Fang’s Persistence

In Sanyuan County, Yuan Fang’s mansion, the old man Yuan was holding the plane in his hand and frowned. He looked at the gear-like object he had just made. He reached out to measure it, then took a few strokes, and then took out the drawings from his arms to compare them. He measured the ground from the east and west, but could not find any wrong things. The old man’s brows couldn’t help but frowned a little tighter.

The drawings are clear and the size is clear, but why is the things made a little incompatible? Yuan Fang murmured to himself that he has been a carpenter for so many years, but there are still no less than a thousand items made by him. He has never encountered such a strange problem as today.

It is precisely because of this that this problem not only did not make Yuan Fang feel embarrassed, but instead aroused the old man's professional enthusiasm for these wood art making to the greatest extent.

I still don’t believe it. I, Yuan Fang, can’t make these objects?

In other words, Yuan Fang is competing with this thing called "scrambler", and he is very likely to be in a position to be unfamiliar.

"Dad, I haven't had a good rest for three days. If this continues, how can you bear it?" He looked at the old man with a lot of heartache. Yuan Pei brought a bowl of hot tea to the old man and whispered softly. He worked hard for three consecutive days without sleeping for a long time. Even a middle-aged man like him, who was in his prime, couldn't bear it. I really don't know how the old man persisted.

"Although the Liu family has some kindness to us, Dad, you don't want to accompany your body for their affairs. If these objects are slowed down, what's wrong?" Looking at the three objects that Dad has made over the past month, Yuan Pei was amazed at Liu Yi's exquisite design and their old man's superb skills, but he couldn't help but complain a lot in his heart.

"Pei'er, you," Yuan Fang took the hot tea handed over by his son, and drank it for a while. However, after hearing Yuan Pei's series of complaints, the old man's expression became a little ugly. He looked at his son with disappointment. The old man sighed and said, "Oh, you have such an idea. No wonder your woodworking skills have never improved for so many years."

"Do you think that my father worked so hard and was really just to repay the affection he owed to the Liu family before?" Before Yuan Pei could defend himself, Yuan Fang shook his head lightly and glanced at the three things behind him, such as the "cotton bow", the "loom", and the "spinning wheel" that he drove out from behind. The old man couldn't help but feel a bit proud.

"You have seen these things in detail in the past few days," Yuan Fang said softly, "Besides the 'woven's' bow, there is no trick to it, such 'loom' and 'spitting wheels', which is not as exquisite and complicated as the things sold on the market today? Although these things are not very suitable for textile silk silk and linen cloth, if they can be slightly modified and operated according to the structure and operation of these two things, the effort of weaving a piece of cloth will be at least two to three times faster than those today's loom spinning wheels."

"If these things can be spread, can you imagine what would happen?" Speaking of this, the old man's eyes were filled with enthusiasm and said, "Compared with the 'Liu Plough' and 'Liu Waterwheel', the impact these textile devices can have will definitely be several times greater."

Although the plowing water wheel is important, it is limited to agriculture after all. However, the textile utensils made by him now have no restrictions. In business, farming, work, and officialdom, as long as you are skilled in your mind, you can get it.

"It doesn't matter whether they can be remembered forever. What's important is to be a craftsman," he looked at Yuan Pei, and Yuan Fang continued: "It's really hard to find the ability to participate in such things in this life and create such unprecedented instruments with your own hands."

"In this month, although it is hard to work hard, did you not realize that you have always enjoyed it for your father?"

Although he was exhausted, the old man was always energetic, working, polishing, light carving, and fine chiseling. He did everything carefully, exquisitely and nimblely, and rarely made mistakes.

"Also, in addition to this woodworking matter," Yuan Fang gently stroked a small beard on his chin and said, "The friendship between our Yuan family and the Liu Mansion is also important."

"The leader of the Liu family is now Chang'an, and even saved several important officials and famous scholars in the imperial city, and is incredible. The second son of the Liu family is now the chief minister, and he is not as old as the champion. His future is also unlimited," Yuan Fang said: "Whether we are trying to win power and value, we are trying to win the dragon and phoenix, in short, the friendship between the Liu family must never be broken."

Although the Liu family is now powerful, they may not care about the affection and friendship of their carpenters. However, Liu Yi and Liu Hushi are not the kind of snobbish people who are ungrateful and dislike the poor and love the rich. As long as they show their kindness, they will also keep it in mind. Now, or in the future, they will always receive some more or less rewards.

"Yes, dad, Pei'er has been taught!" The old man said for a while, and Yuan Pei's face showed a hint of redness, and he kept whispering to the old man in his mouth.

"Well, okay, my dad has something to figure out, so don't bother me anymore." He waved his hand to Yuan Pei, and Yuan Fang looked at the gear on the shelf and said softly: "The day before yesterday, Liu Mansion sent someone to urge me. In the past few days, I still have to spend more time."

"That, dad," after hearing Yuan Fang's instructions, Yuan Pei did not turn around and go back immediately, but stood there and said to Yuan Fang in a whisper: "Seeing that the Liu Mansion is urging him, my father is very tired. Can Pei'er help with this work? After all, if one person helps, he will have more ideas. If he encounters a problem, he may be able to solve it."

"Also," he looked up at their old man as if he begged, and Yuan Pei said, "No matter what, I am also your biological son. Can you even believe me?"

"Uh?" Seeing that his son was full of resentment, Yuan Fang was stunned and said warmly: "Didn't your father have told you about this matter many times before? This is not a question of whether you can believe it or not. Pei'er, you have also studied with your father for many years. You should know that there are rules in this industry, which is related to the most basic issue of sincerity and trust among us craftsmen."

"When Mr. Liu entrusted this work to his father at the Liu family, it was clear that the four drawings drawn by Mr. Liu should not be watched by a third party again, and this matter should not be widely publicized."

After a pause, Yuan Fang continued to say to Yuan Pei with some seriousness: "Even if you don't say it for your father, Pei'er, you should know that with the current reputation and status of the Liu family, the things he has drawn by himself, just say a word, let alone Chang'an City, there are countless craftsmen and famous craftsmen who want to come out to make it for him, and it will never be our Yuan family's turn."

"But now, the first thing that comes to mind about the Liu family is to be their father Yuan Fang. Why? Is it just for the craftsmanship of being a father?" Yuan Fang asked Yuan Pei lightly, and then replied without waiting for Yuan Pei to answer, he replied to himself: "Isn't it because of the last time we made the 'Liu family plough', and we formed a friendship with the Liu Mansion? Isn't it because Mr. Liu thinks that Yuan Fang is a trustworthy person?"

A series of rhetorical questions made Yuan Pei's head droop even lower, and he blushed, bowed to the old man, saying, "What Dad said is, the child is a little anxious. I will not mention this matter in the future, but Dad, you should pay more attention to your body."

"Well, Pei'er's filial piety is known to her father," he glanced at her son with great relief. Yuan Fang said softly: "But my father's body has always been healthy and I don't take these little things seriously yet. Pei'er doesn't need to worry, let's go ahead first."

"Yes, dad." Yuan Pei turned around and retreated with an empty bowl, leaving only Yuan Fang, and then polished the wooden utensils in the yard.

"Big Butler," Sanyuan Liu Mansion, the manager Chen Mingze, came from outside the door with a limp foot, bowed to Liu Wuchen, the manager who was checking the accounting in the mansion in the hall, and said respectfully: "The white stacks transported from the northwest have been all stored, but because the number of things transported this time is too large, more than 100 newly built storage warehouses in the mansion have been filled and filled. If there are more goods coming next time, I'm afraid I'll be a little nervous..."

Tens of millions of tons of white stacks piled up like a mountain high. Just the warehouses owned by the Liu family were not enough to install them.

"Also, according to the news that the Chongzhou steward sent from the northwest," Chen Mingze said softly: "The white folds transported back this time are only a small part. At the northwest border, there are nearly a thousand vehicles of white folds that are about to be transported back one after another. There are too many goods and few warehouses. In addition, this white fold is the most avoiding wet and dampness. Just now, the villain discussed with the tenant captain of the mansion and came to ask the butler for instructions."

He looked up at Liu Wuchen, and Chen Mingze bowed and said, "Look, are we setting up another open space on the field on the west side of the manor to speed up the construction of a new warehouse for future use?"

"Well, just follow Mingze's intention." Liu Wuchen nodded slightly and said, "It's not too late for this matter. You can go to the accounting office to pay some money and find some craftsmen to start this matter immediately."
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